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Description

The second 7" offering from Cold Specks.

Tracklist:
01 Winter Solstice
02 Blank Maps

"Every map is blank," Spx mutters on "Blank Maps". "I put my hands over my chest/ Sons and daughters," goes the refrain on the swelling, spellbinding "Winter Solstice", and though it's howled like gospel, its meaning remains as private as silent prayer. The big chorus to "Blank Maps" is Spx howling "I am, I am/ A goddamn believer," and even though you have no sense what she believes, you feel swept up completely, borne along by her strange ardor."
- Jayson Greene / Pitchfork Media